As you both lie on the grass together, staring up at the night sky, you felt Senku's hand intertwined with yours. The air is cold but comfortable, and you can feel a sense of peace and comfort wash over you. You turn your head to look at him, staring at the way the moonlight reflects in his eyes.

"Did you know, my grandmother told me that when a woman's ring finger is the same size as the man's little finger, they are meant to be." You murmur, your voice barely above a whisper. And then slowly raise our intertwined hands up. You first removed your grip on Senku's hand and put your ring finger on his little hand and that's right, it's the same size..

He turns to look both at your hands then at you, a small smile playing on his lips. "Really? That's illogical," he replies, quickly looks away from you. Little did you know, he was.... blushing?!